“Are you sure you’ve got her?.” Delilah your mother asks fixing the straddle on your fathers chest felix, he laughs at her worrying as he rests his hand on her cheek “my love calm down she’s strapped in she’s not going anywhere” he says calmly as you coo and squirm in the straddle happy. They both walk into the kingdom garden smelling and touching flowers they pass as your innocent blue eyes watch as your father gently picks a rose and puts it near your face “look my darling this is mummy’s favourite flower it smells of love” she says sweetly